Chapter 2: A Handsome Stranger

Diana stared at his face, shocked by his pretty face, his deep blue eyes, his very pink lips, and his golden hair, knocked her off her feet.

“Have you look enough?” he taunted her with a smile, she blushed and turned away, realization dawned on her, that she is hanging in midair, with just his hand, preventing her from dropping into the river.

She panicked and screamed, the stranger man helped her out, and suddenly sat on the concrete ground, laughing.

“I thought you wanted to die, why did you scream?” he teased her, Diana looked at him without saying a word, she swallowed the lump of saliva in her throat.

Tears started streaming down her eyes again, Regan, stood and held her waist, drawing her close to himself.

She stood before him, staring into his blue deep eyes, her palms on his chest, he smiled at her, and slowly swatted away the tears rolling down her eyes.

“You are pretty, stop crying, come with me” she stiffened, hearing what he said, giving her no chance to deliberate, he dragged her along.

They ran into a beggar on their way, a blind beggar “There are still beggars on Earth, wahoo-!” he said, and exclaimed, he tiptoed towards the beggar, and snatched some dollar notes.

Suddenly, the man, sitting on the floor, slightly opened his eyes, and discovered that he has been robbed.

“Why did you do that?” Diana reprimanded, pouting her lips angry.

He held her arm tightly, “run!” he yelled, and forced her along.

The acting blind man stood on his feet, and took his long stick, and started chasing them.

“My money!” he cried out, running after them, but they were too fast, the beggar looked behind and saw some kids, living in the street, trying to sneak some dollar bills.

He turned around and chased them away, Regan and Diana saw that the man was no longer chasing them anymore, they started giggling.

He saw a clubhouse, and his eyes lit up, he snapped his fingers and his outfit, changed into a contemporary business suit.

Diana jumped back in surprise, he snapped his fingers, and Diana outfit also changed to a beautiful party gown, embroidered with gold.

Regan bowed and stretched forth his hand “Miss, will you be my dance partner?” he requested humbly, Diana's face heated, and she took his hand.

He led her into the clubhouse, they locked hands “you are welcome sir… ma-” the bouncer was surprised to see a pretty man, with a woman, with burnt face.

His mouth curved into an 'O' shape, and refused to close, Regan took her two steps towards the door.

A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes, and rotated a finger, a big fly appeared from nowhere, and dashed into the stunned bouncer at the door mouth.

The bouncer started spitting undiscriminating, coughing hysterically, Diana tried to turn back, and help him.

But Regan held her hand tightly, “you shouldn't bother about him…” he whispered into her ear “he is hitting on me, and trying to get my attention”

Diana face reddened with embarrassment, Regan chuckled and led her inside, a slow music was playing in the background, and people were dancing on the dance floor.

Some were sitting down on a sofa, smoking, and drinking, Diana started feeling uncomfortable being in the midst, of such people.

A drunk lady wandered to them, she grabbed Regan's suit in a sexual alluring manner “gentle man, you are pretty, come with me, to the dance floor” she proposed with slur voice.

Regan chuckled “I am with my wife” he responded, she took her hand off from him, and looked at Diana with shock, she hid her face in his arm, shying away from the scrutinizing gaze.

The drunk lady slipped a paper into Regan's breast pocket, and grabbed his groin, she winked at him before walking away, Regan jumped back.

Making a hilarious sound, Diana was surprise to see him react like that, “are you fine?” she inquired, with great concern on her face.

He smiled at her and nodded, he adjusted his outfit, and held her tenderly "let's go” the two of them, walked into a corner, a gathering of men, were competing who will win, in drinking.

“Come on, drink up!” a man was cheered, he gulped the entire glass of liquor, and slumped on the table.

He was pushed away, and someone else sat down, Regan's eyes lit up, he dragged Diana towards the large table.

He met the man who was in charge “I want to play” he told him, the man looked at him with surprise, “Are you certain, pretty boy?” the man in charge asked.

Not only that, but he nodded and gave him a bright smile, the man gave him a ticket, and requested for money, he brought out the money he snatched from the acting blind beggar and gave it to him.

Regan sat down in the midst of the men, Diana stood behind him, her palms on his shoulders, she watched nervously when it got his turn.

The man opposite the table laughed heartily “hey pretty boy, if you know what is good for you, call it a quit, and scram,

you will get knocked out if you keep sitting there, and no cash will be left on you” the man taunted,

others round the table, laughed heartily to the joke, two glasses of liquor were pushed to them, they drank, more, until the other man became sleepy, and knocked out.

Regan was still standing, he snatched the money and smiled brilliantly “next person” he declared.

He kept on competing with people, and taking their dollar bills, suddenly, there was commotion around the table, the man regarded as the liquor champion made his way towards the table.

“Boss Xhosa!*

“Boss Xhosa!”

A fat man, with cleanly shaved face, with an azure eyes “Who is the pretty boy?" he asked, Regan turned to him with a chilling smile.

The man's body stiffened, he felt an invisible pressure mounting on him, he felt cold sweat covering his back.